"It was only a document that I hadn't finished yet. Not everyone is as keen in porn as you!"

She retorted but did not leave the room.

If Huo Yunting so much as suspected something, she would be dead for sure.

"Pork? I dare say, pork meat is definitely good for your health!"

Lu Zhaoyang stared hard at him. She clearly said "porn"!

In the end, they both went downstairs together. Lu Zhaoyang eyed the laptop on the table and went to retrieve it with affected nonchalance.

The man beside her took a few large strides and reached the laptop before her. He switched it on as he said, "You should be spending the weekend with me. If you really want to read the document, then read it sitting on my lap."

"We just had dinner. I'll take a look at it later. For now, I want to take a walk outside to digest the food."

Working on his lap? She would be so nervous that she would forget all about replying Chen.

Huo Yunting studied the computer screen and did not see anything amiss. He tossed the laptop onto the sofa and went outside with her.

The weekend passed by unusually slow. Lu Zhaoyang was tormented by the secret she had to keep.

On Monday night, Huo Yunting was invited to a drinking session.

When Lu Zhaoyang heard the engine sound leaving the house, she rushed back to her room, pulled the window blinds, and then brought her laptop to bed with her.

She kept a TV show streaming in the background in case Huo Yunting suddenly came back.

Once she was in her mailbox, she clicked on "new message" but found it hard to put her thoughts into words.

Her fingers rested hesitatingly on the keyboard before Lu Zhaoyang finally sent her reply with only a single word.